"I hide myself in Thy pavilion."
N Thy safe pavilion, Lord,In the shadow of Thy wing,
Let me nestle down my head,
All my sorrows to Thee bring.
In Thy safe pavilion, Lord,
In the shadow of Thy wing,
From this lower world of strife—
Hide me from its hollow ring.
In the shadow of Thy wing,
From this lower world of strife—
Hide me from its hollow ring.
In Thy safe pavilion, Lord,
In the shadow of Thy wing,
Lay me like a little child,
To my Father I would cling.
In the shadow of Thy wing,
Lay me like a little child,
To my Father I would cling.
Let me hear the distant waves,
Silv'ry chimes upon that shore,
Softly murmuring to the blest—
Rest, sweet rest, for evermore.
Silv'ry chimes upon that shore,
Softly murmuring to the blest—
Rest, sweet rest, for evermore.
